Sunday, August 15, 2004


again (still?) feeling discontented with my life
is this all there is to it? are we given the gift of life only to live in fear of truly living?

i know there is more for me to be but i remain paralyzed

there are exhilirating but fleeting visions of one dream or another

i find joy in my children's laughter and the sound of soft rain
i feel at peace beside the ocean

but the realities and responsibilities of 21st Century womanhood drain me

i want to live in a remote village on a stretch of deserted coastline where my only responsibility would be to honor the overwhelming beauty of nature

life seems sometimes to be too much should be simpler
and much, much more joyous